I’m Addicted

When did your name change from a word to a charm
No other sound makes the hair stand up on the back of my arm
All of the letters push to the front of my mouth
And saying your name is somewhere between a prayer and a shout
And I can’t get it out

When did your name change from language to magic
I write it again on the back of my hand
And I know it sounds tragic
Your name’s like a drug
And I can’t get enough
And it fits like a glove
I’m addicted to your love
I’m addicted to your love